Recovery Agents Critically Injured
May 29, 2019
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I have to confess, I have an absolute love for communication more specifically, radio communication. Even as a young boy I understood the landline. Especially once the teachers did the cup and string trick to teach us how your voice vibrates the string and carries your voice to the other side. As such, the wired phone line wasn’t that fascinating to me. HOWEVER, I’ve always found it extremely fascinating that I can talk into a device with no wires coming out of a wall and my voice magically appears across the city or even across the country in someone else’s ear. My love for radios started when we would visit my Granddaddy on the weekends. He had a “forbidden” room in his house. From time to time I would sneak into the secret room and there before me was the most awesome gadget I had ever laid my 6 year old eyes on. It was a CB base station that I was convinced could talk to Mars. Of coarse in those years everyone had CBs in their family cars. We would use them to talk to each other during family road trips or get ahold of each other around town if you weren’t near a payphone (google it, I promise it was a thing) or at someone’s house where you could call home. I eventually inherited my Granddaddy’s base station gear and still have to base antenna to this day. If I hadn’t lost all of my worldly possessions in Hurricane Katrina, including Granddaddy’s Realistic (brand) CB radio, I would have pictures of myself in different stages of life with different types of CB radio’s, police scanners, business band radios, etc. I even had a mobile CB mounted to the hood of my TORO 12hp riding lawn mower when I was 12 and mowing my neighborhood lawns. I talked regularly to a group of locals that would meet for coffee every Sunday morning and chat. I would talk on my Cobra 13 channel radio with a magnet mount antenna sitting in my window all hours of the night to all of my, much older, friends on what was known back then as the “family channel”. It wasn’t ideal but it worked until I got a base station. Nowadays I still love radio, I’m a HAM radio operator for a hobby but now I have to use radio for the job. All that brings me to where I am today. Even though I still have a healthy love for radio communication as a hobby, I have a practical need for it too. Over the years I’ve always had the same struggle, how to communicate with my team reliably while out in the field. I have been thru the gambit of radio gear. I’ve used every type of radio available to the regular consumer and some not. Over the years I have tried: CB (of coarse) UHF/VHF Business Band GMRS/FRS MURS Blue dot / green dot Nextel / Southern Linc (Iden) Cellular PTT add-ons PTT Phone Apps POC (PTT Over Cellular) Radios POC Dispatch Services With the list above I have tried an even longer list of radio equipment. Every radio type has its pros and cons. Some have some major pros and some have some major cons. This article will lay out my own experiences with each type and what I think are the pros and cons for the purposes of team communication. What I think is my best option when communication matters the most. I’ll primarily focus on the current most popular options on the market. One thing it is important to understand, no matter what equipment you use, no matter how expensive your gear is and no matter how hard you try. THERE IS NO SUCH THING as a bullet proof communication system. If I haven’t learned anything else, it’s your system WILL fail you at some point and at the most inconvenient times, it’s the nature of the beast. Your analog radio will be out of range of the others or have too much interference, your duplex radio might not be able to reach the repeater, your favorite IDEN service will suddenly abandon you, your POC 3G or 4G signal will be too weak, your PTT app service will be going thru an update. The list goes on and on. There are currently a lot of different options out there for radio communication on the market. Not 1 solution fits fits every team’s needs. Depending on team dynamics it’s pretty easy to find a good overall solution that will work, mostly.
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Well, what is “it”? There are a lot of things that can be taught. Whether you are a bounty hunter, a writing agent or both, anyone can be taught the basics; the ins and outs. As long as you can read and write, you can be taught to fill out paperwork, to answer the phone and ask the right questions. You can be taught to knock on doors and ask about the person that you’re looking for. Handcuffing techniques, firearms retention and house clearing. All of these things can be taught and even mastered by many different people from all walks of life but none of that matters if you don’t have “it”. In almost 20 years on the job, much of that has been spent as a supervisor or an owner but more importantly as the person that is in charge of hiring new agents. This is probably the most challenging part of what I do. Finding people that are interested in a career in bail bonding is the easy part. Finding someone who has “it” is probably one of the most difficult things that I have to do. This job is a unique job in the respect that it’s fairly easy to get into but it’s not the easiest job to do. This work takes a special kind of person, not to do the job, but to be good at the job. You can’t be taught to have “it”. The seasoned agents will be able to relate to what I’m talking about and there are, of course, those who are naturally adept to this kind of work. It’s that nagging itch in the back of your neck that tells you that your fugitive is in that house before you even get out of the car. That feeling in your gut that every word your co-signer is saying is a lie, a good one, but a lie none the less. Most good agents that I know are very intuitive people, sometimes to the point of creepy, like “How could he possibly know that about me?” kind of creepy. It’s that intuition, that gut feeling and that eye for detail that makes up the “it” that I’m talking about. Part of this can be learned and developed over time with a bit of effort but it doesn’t come easy to everyone. As an agent, you have to learn how to read people and read the conversation. You have to learn to see past the lies that the experienced con artists tell you and the promises that every inmate, who is biding for their freedom until court, makes. We often talk to our potential bond several times before we write the bond. You should be able to pick up on the small changes in their story. For example, 30 minutes ago they told you that they work at xyz co. but when you talk to them again it turns out they had only put an application in but were sure they got the job. They tell you their living situation but it turns out they are counting on having a place to live when they get out but the person that they claim to live with doesn’t know it yet. A good agent can see thru most of the bs but they still get over on you from time to time; it’s just part of the job. While you’re out bounty hunting, you have be able to pick up on the subtle changes from the last time you were at a house, like there was a light turned off that was on a hour ago and the car in the driveway was 3 feet closer to the house even though no one came to the door when you knocked. Why didn’t they open the door? What or who are they hiding? My favorite one is the super helpful and talkative person today turned into a paranoid door cracker or won’t open the door at all tomorrow. On almost every occasion of that, the person that I was looking for was on the other side of the door. These are the things that can’t really be taught. Like I said earlier, some people are naturals at the things that make a good agent, but most of us have to work at it and develop skills. Most of us have to make some pretty bad mistakes and learn from them. No one can teach you experience and some people just don’t have “it”. Even if you don’t have “it” that doesn’t mean you don’t belong in the business, it just means you have room to learn and improve. As long as you are willing to learn, you’re able to grow. As soon as you know it all, it’s time to get out.
While I was reading in one of many industry groups, one of the people in the group asked a simple question. I can only assume that the guy is in the business as this particular group is pretty good at getting rid of the posers and trouble makers.
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We just got back from a road trip to Greer SC. We even slept in the “bounty hunter hotel”. The trip went well. 36 hours with very little sleep, a little over 1000 miles round trip. We were acting on a hunch that our guy was living with his mom in SC, so we went there. With 3 days left to pay the bond and no luck with phone contact it was our last resort. Had we not gone it would have cost $2300 for sure to pay the bond, had we gone and not been successful it would have cost $2300 + expenses for the trip. That’s why experienced bondsmen make these choices and sometimes with nothing more than a hunch. Not all hunches pay off but since this one did, we saved the $2300 and are only out the expense for the trip. ROUGHLY $250 People wonder why bail bonding works, well that’s why. See, a police department will not bring someone back from 8 hours away to face their charges on a misdemeanor charge in our state. They have no incentive to do so. A bondsman will because it costs less in gas to make the trip than to pay the bond off. That’s the whole point in the bonding system. Not to keep poor people in jail but to make sure that the accused see their day in court. When we arrived in SC we did what we normally do. We let the police know that we were there. We did a drive by on the address to size it up then we came up with a plan of approach. As an added layer of protection we tried to contact a local bonding company so that we would have a SC licensed agent with us although that’s not required by SC law. Much to my disappointment, out of 7 companies called, only 1 answered the phone and she would not give us her bounty hunter’s name or # because “he only hunts on weekends and he’s busy with my files” and “that bond wouldn’t be big enough for him to fool with”. So, that’s the kind of help we get from other companies more often than not. Another company called me back after seeing a missed call and I explained what we needed and he said he would call me back and never did. All we really wanted was an agent to spend 15 minutes of their time to be there when we knocked on the door and/or to let us know what to expect out of local law enforcement if they got involved. Ironically the local LE was way nicer and more helpful than our “fellow bondsmen”. We decide to go ahead and make contact at the mothers address. A young girl and young man come to the door and tell us that they haven’t seen him in a “while” (teen speak for 3 hours) but they did put me on the phone with his mother. After a short and pleasant conversation, the mother let me know that we are welcome to come by any time but he doesn’t live there he just comes by off and on. She also told us that he didn’t have a phone and she had no way to get in touch with him. Hmmm, OK anyway. Once we made the choice to knock on that door we eliminated the element of surprise but it was a chance I was willing to take. We leave and do some driving around and looking for him to be walking around and hanging out with no luck. So, we decide to go get some food and sleep in our “bounty hunter hotel”. Once we get settled, I get an urgent call over the radio from the office. I say “go ahead” and words that don’t often come over the radio were “ I just got off the phone with your guy, he’ll be at his mom’s house waiting for you when he gets off at 8:00”. WOW, that doesn’t happen often. Apparently “somebody” was able to get a hold of him. So, it’s like noon and we have 8 hours to kill. We decide to go into Greenville and visit Palmetto State Armory, while we’re there we get to watch half the staff run out the front door and take down a shoplifter. Then we checked out all the cool gear and grabbed some patches and t-shirts for the memory. We go from there to see a waterfall in town where we played with some random dogs that a couple had that were just running around. Then we had dinner at Smoke On The Water which by that time exhaustion prevented me from being able to eat but it looked good in front of us. By the time we were finishing dinner it was after 8:00 so I called our guy (on that phone that he didn’t have) and sure enough he was at his mom’s waiting. We arrived at his moms to find about a dozen guys in the driveway hanging out a drinking. Of course my thoughts are, this could be a set up. But regardless, we were there now. I get out of the van and ask, who’s ********. He spoke up immediately and said “I’m right here”. He hugged and said by to everyone and we loaded up into the van no cuffs no fuss and head on down to Mississippi. I had chosen not to show up at the guys house in full battle rattle as to not embarrass him since he was doing the right thing. In fact, I wasn’t wearing anything to Indicate what I was or why I was there. So when his friends asked where he was going, he just said he had to go handle some business. He can tell them if he wants on his terms later. Our guy was an interesting, intelligent and pleasant guy. He wasn’t a bad guy but he made no apology for who he was and the life he lives. We had some very interesting and entertaining conversation on the way back. When I dropped him off at the police department, we shook hands and he thanked me for being straight with him. I hope that one day he finds his path to success without the illegal ways of getting there but none the less he’s a grown man and is well aware of the risks. We had a successful hunt and he gets to move past this chapter his life. We even got to have breakfast with a long time friend that I met in person for the first time while we were there. I thought I would share this story about how cool this job CAN be but also show how a little honesty and respect can go a long way. I hope you enjoyed it. Check out the pictures of the trip and of the “bounty hunter hotel” below. I love what I do! Bail bonding isn’t what we do, it’s who we are!